The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 966

The words “my husband” soothed Isaac, but anxiety quickly took hold again. He couldn’t shake the feeling that seniors always had a knack for falling for the juniors, for example, William.

After exchanging pleasantries, Hugh turned to Brittany with a friendly grin. “Bri, let’s swap digits. We should grab some grub sometime.”

Brittany jotted down her number and helped a completely sloshed Charles into the car.

“Take care, Hugh,” she said as Isaac shut the car door and took his place behind the wheel, casting a lingering glance at Hugh before driving away.

Brittany, sitting in the backseat, kept a watchful eye on Charles, making sure Charles didn’t topple over in the drunken stupor.

Once home, she ushered Charles into the guest room. There was an unspoken rule about propriety between men and women, and Brittany couldn’t very well undress him. With no one else in the house, and Isaac certainly not the one to help Charles out, she thought to call for the housekeeper. But Isaac stopped her.

“Men can go a night without a shower. No big deal. Let’s head to bed,” he said, steering her back to their room.

Once inside, Isaac wasted no time peeling off her clothes and nibbling at her earlobe. “You and that guy from tonight, you two close?”

“We worked a part-time job together in college, Brittany replied truthfully. “After graduation, he moved to Craneville, and we lost touch.”

“Try to keep your distance from

to laugh at his possessiveness. “You’re overthinking it. Hugh’s had a girlfriend since our college days. They’re probably married by now. And I’m

her into his very being, then

for the best.”

Charles but was firmly held back by Isaac. “If you’re not sleepy, we could

another man, was that really okay?

speak another word and snuggled into Isaac’s chest. “Okay,

Isaac held her close as

to searing pain, her head throbbing like it was about to explode. She staggered downstairs, drawn to the sound

some honey water?” she groaned, not realizing

crisp voice replied, “Honey water coming

puffy eyes, she saw a little boy about six or seven years old, dressed in a

was intrigued by the stranger in

are you?” Charles

was she? Who was this kid? Why was

table. This is